Forgiving Them Is God's Business

Sawyer Manor.

Night falls.

After Heather prepared dinner and Leatherface, she sat down at the large table to eat herself.

After finishing her meal, she went to the room next to her grandmother's bedroom, sat on the bed, picked up the phone, and dialed Adam's number.

Ring ring.

After a while, the call was answered.

"Heather, how's it going?"

Adam's voice came through the phone.

"Fine."

Heather smiled, fiddling with a pistol in her hand.

"I've already moved in. The manor is very big and beautiful."

"Yeah?"

Adam laughed and said, "Then I'll fly over to see you this weekend?"

"Don't."

Heather quickly said, "The paperwork will take a while, and there's also my grandmother's funeral..."

At this point, she realized her reason was too flimsy, so she could only sigh and say, "I want to Jingjing, to be by myself."

Who is Jingjing?

Adam was furious.

"Hehe."

Heather chuckled and replied ambiguously, "You know who it is~"

"I do know, but it shouldn't be called Jingjing."

Adam joked.

"What should it be called then?"

Heather asked cooperatively.

It's so nice to know someone well; just a change in tone and they know how to cooperate.

"Satan."

Adam said in a serious tone, "Haven't you heard the story of the Biblical Garden of Eden?"

"Ha ha."

Heather immediately understood and burst into laughter.

Everyone knows the story of the Biblical Garden of Eden. God created Adam and then created Eve from Adam's rib. The two of them and God lived happily in the Eden.

Until an evil serpent called Satan tempted Eve and Adam to eat the fruit of the Tree of Knowledge, and from then on they knew the difference between men and women and became a true couple.

God was a bachelor for a long time, and he couldn't stand seeing the two of them showing affection in front of him, so he banished them from the Eden, out of sight, out of mind.

"You don't like Satan?"

Adam feigned ignorance and exclaimed.

"No, I like it very much."

Heather stroked the rows of guns laid out on the bed and said in a seductive voice, "Actually, I really like Satan ~"

"Then why won't you let me pass?"

Adam laughed and said, "You know, Satan is with me."

"Never mind."

Heather laughed and said, "Distance makes the heart grow fonder. I think that after this time apart, when Satan sees me again, he'll definitely like me even more. What do you think?"

"You're the boss, um, the big boss, you're in charge."

Adam made a joke and didn't mention flying over again.

The two chatted for a while before hanging up the phone.

Over the next few days, Heather completed the inheritance process. Unexpectedly, Heather's grandmother had already prepared everything, including the inheritance tax.

However, according to the old lawyer Franworth, her grandmother had always been watching over her and naturally knew that she was poor.

So it's not surprising that you're prepared.

Heather, are you alright?

After completing the final handover, the elderly lawyer, Franworth, left with a concerned expression.

"I am fine."

Heather smiled.

The old lawyer Franworth, sighed and turned to leave.

After everyone left.

Heather dialed her adoptive parents' number.

"Hi, Dad, Mom, I've received the inheritance! The manor is really beautiful, and the farm is huge."

Heather's excited voice came from one end of the phone to the other, as if she had forgotten the previous unpleasantness. She sounded like someone who had just received a huge fortune and was eager to share it with her family.

"Grandma? I've already had her buried. Now I'm all alone."

"You guys are coming over? Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Heather's smile had completely vanished.

When she overheard the news outside her adoptive parents' house that her adoptive father had kicked her mother to death, she endured it not because she chose to forgive him, but because she wanted to find out the truth of the whole thing.

Now, the truth has been fully revealed.

Her adoptive parents were not only kidnappers, but also villains who participated in the massacre of her family and cruelly kicked her biological mother to death.

Over the years of raising her, she didn't feel much affection from them.

Most people would probably choose to forget, forget them, and forget all the hatred.

After all, even if they are relatives, how much affection can there be if they don't live together?

But she was from the Texas Sawyer family, and it seemed that a touch of madness was inherent in her blood.

Like Leatherface, he's a ruthless killer, completely unable to distinguish between humans and animals. But in his eyes, family is family. The moment Heather put on the family pendant, he accepted her.

And in Grandma Heather's opinion, he would definitely protect her.

They value their family members highly and hate their enemies intensely.

Even though she didn't know about the Sawyer family from a young age, Heather's instinctive love for collecting bones and making bone paintings shows that she was different from others.

She used to think she was a bit strange, but now it all makes sense.

This is clearly something from her bloodline and genes.

After learning the truth and being so deeply shocked, how could she choose to forgive?

Forgiving them is God's business, and all she has to do is send them to meet God.

As for sending them to heaven, isn't that too lenient for them?

To paraphrase the story Adam just told her, everyone in God's eyes has to be single; they'd all die of boredom from holding it in.

In the past few days, she has not only been handling the inheritance process, but also constantly reading and collecting relevant information and thinking about a revenge plan.

What almost made her laugh in anger was that in a few days, the town would be holding a carnival with the theme of the Chainsaw Killer.

That's right!

The former mastermind behind the massacre of the Sawyer family, now the town's mayor, has turned the tragedy into an epic tourist attraction, holding an annual event to draw visitors.

This Chainsaw Carnival has been held for many years, and it has attracted more and more tourists.

At the venue, there were people wearing leather suits and holding chainsaw models who 'hunted' tourists.

Fresh and exciting.

Young United States love this kind of thing.

This is no longer just profiting from human suffering; it's outright murder and blood-drinking, bone-crushing and marrow-sucking.

Heather's hatred deepened.

She might not retaliate against all of the people involved back then, given the sheer number of people and the immense impact.

Furthermore, herd mentality and the herd effect, coupled with the fact that her family had indeed murdered many people in the town, and that some of those involved were relatives of the deceased.

Therefore, Heather, whose rationality still dominated most of her mind, felt that she could let them go.

But Mayor Porter, who was in charge, the bastard who was laughing triumphantly while holding the severed leg, and her adoptive parents who kicked her mother to death in order to kidnap her were on her kill list. She had to take revenge no matter what.

She set the time for her revenge on the night of the Chainsaw Carnival.

Since more than twenty years have passed and they still enjoy eating the blood-soaked buns from the Sawyer family, let them have their fill that night.

P. S.: Thank you Hououin Kyouma! And thank you to Sakura x for the donations yesterday! Also...